Lord of the Oasis Chapter 36: .Misunderstanding when we meet

It was the missing desert robber.

However, the infantry stationed at the entrance of the street did not spread out to give way.

Instead, they all held the weapons tightly in their hands, pointing the spear and sickle outside, staring at the desert robber angrily, and the anger in their eyes seemed to turn into reality.

Even inside the street, the same is true for the other 16 desert robbers.

They were quite angry.

Because on the sand dunes not far away, 50 squire knights in chainmail and linen robes have appeared.

Just waiting on the dunes.

Apparently, they had a guide who brought them here.

And the leader is the original companion.

The desert robber.

The traitor!

"Wait, listen to me."

The desert robber eagerly explained: "I'm not a traitor!"

Of course he was aware of where the anger on the faces of these infantrymen came from.

"Shut up, that's not why you brought the enemy here!"

At the intersection of the street, someone responded angrily.

This attracted the response of many infantrymen, and even the militiamen on the roof aimed their hunting crossbows at him.

Pull the trigger and the iron crossbow will fire.

Within an effective range of 30 meters, the short and heavy crossbow arrows can easily penetrate leather armor.

"I need to see Lord Kant."

The desert bandit has a cold sweat on his face.

He thought of his own recklessness.

It was an extremely wrong choice to directly lead these strangers, or strange heavy cavalry with superb combat power, to the sentry oasis. Even he didn't know whether these strangers were really acquainted with Kant.

But there is no way, he can only report the matter to Kant now.

"Impossible!"

The roars of the infantry in front of them were united.

The same enemy glared at him, this desert robber who, in their opinion, was definitely a traitor.

"Let him come over."

But behind him, Kant's voice sounded.

Stable.

Powerful.

With a bit of majesty belonging to the superior: "I believe in my people."

The troops recruited by the system will never betray him.

"Lord Kant."

Many infantrymen turned their heads in surprise.

It was Kant who was holding the banner of the golden lion on a red background behind him.

Followed by 16 desert robbers with expressionless faces, looking at their original companions coldly.

The sharp short javelin is already in the hand.

If they want, they can throw this incredibly powerful weapon in under 1 second.

"Lord Kant, I am definitely not a traitor."

The desert robber swallowed, but his eyes were touched by the trust of Kant, and he quickly reported: "The troops from the Principality of Lions are here, and the leader is Hobson, who is in charge of escort. A scholar named Hank came to the Nalen Desert to find the legendary lost city, by the way, there is also a cavalry named Rowan, they said they knew you."

In order to clear his suspicions, the desert robber told everything he knew.

"Huh?"

And Kant was slightly stunned.

He subconsciously raised his head and frowned as he looked at the sand dunes. Those well-equipped cavalrymen were indeed the standard dress of the Principality of Lions.

He stared at him, his eyes were even slightly stunned.

"The Hobson Knight, the Hank Scholar, and the former cavalry captain Rowan."

Kant nodded, his face relaxed a little.

This is indeed a misunderstanding.

However, even if Kant recognized the three familiar people, he did not ask the infantry to disarm.

The system's warnings can always be in his mind.

Danger breeds in the dark sky.

Exactly what this danger is, and whether it is these squire knights in front of them, has not yet been confirmed.

Confirmation is also easy.

This is true for Kant.

"Get out of the way."

Kant opened his mouth and ordered, and walked out of the street with the 16 desert robbers behind him.

"Sir, be careful."

Although the infantry in front of him gave way, they all looked at the desert robber with suspicion in their eyes.

Apparently they didn't trust the guy who brought people to their village.

Even if it was once a companion.

The desert robber in front of him was a little embarrassed.

He really brought the people, and he didn't know what his relationship with Lord Kant was at all.

If it is a friend, or a acquaintance who has seen a few nods, it is naturally no problem, but once Lord Kant's enemy in the Principality of Lions, using this method to annihilate the weak "Deherim", Then he really became a traitor.

"Big...adult..."

He opened his mouth to explain, but bowed his head sullenly.

Nothing to explain.

"Don't worry, those are indeed my friends."

Kant smiled, with a calm expression on his face.

At the same time, he led the desert robbers forward, and ordered him: "Go back to the team, don't think too much."

This sentence undoubtedly represents what Kant meant.

"Thank you, gracious Lord Kant."

The desert robber looked overjoyed, nodded immediately, and rode his horse back to the team.

The infantry at the intersection behind him did not continue to look at him with hatred, and their expressions returned to calm.

And an older desert robber glanced at him and reprimanded in a low voice: "Use your brains in the future, if you bring an enemy this time, then you are a traitor."

"I'll pay attention." The desert robber nodded with a look of shame on his face.

Kant smiled, but didn't say much.

Take the desert robbers forward.

At the top of the dune, three cavalrymen also rode down.

"Dear Baron Kant, it's so cordial to meet you here far from the Lion's Castle."

It was the Hobson Knight at the head.

He is a knight personally conferred by Duke Cameron of the Lion, and the fief manor is not far from the Castle of the Lion.

The two are naturally acquainted.

"The Hobson Knight."

Kant smiles, his tone reserved and infectious.

Sweeping over Rowan, who did not dare to speak, Kant also nodded: "Captain Rowan, we meet again. Your help last time was very effective for me, which is worthy of gratitude." /

The last help, of course, was that Kant used them to attack the gnoll tribe of Sentinel Oasis.

Of course Rowan remembers.

However, he also remembered that he smacked his face and took away the subordinate cavalry directly.

"Yes, is it..."

Rowan swallowed, his tone humble and respectful: "It is my honor to be able to serve you, esteemed Baron Kant."

He has lost his arrogance.

After all, by his side, there are knights of the Principality of Lions and senior scholars with distinguished status.

Kant just smiled.

For Rowan, he has no grudge, it's just normal human nature.

And when Kant looked at the old man next to him, his face was quite complicated. He couldn't help but sighed and bowed his head in salute: "Mr. Hank, I really didn't expect to meet you again in the desert." /

He used honorifics.

The tone was equally respectful.

Scholar Hank sighed slightly: "Baron Kant, life is really surprising."

"Yes." Kant nodded lightly.

They were all quite emotional.

Because just a month ago, they were even in the academy, studying those huge collections.

Hank is a scholar.

And Kant is one of the apprentices ~IndoMTL.com~ and the most liked, hard-working and hard-working apprentice by Hank.

"It's unbelievable."

Scholar Hank sighed, looked around and said, "The environment here is really bad."

"Hmm." Kant nodded.

However, he still said to Hank Scholar: "In fact, I am a little surprised that you came here. The harsh environment of the Naron desert is a serious burden on your body."

"The Lost City."

Scholar Hank spoke with a bit of excitement: "I'm here to find it."

"The Lost City?" Kant frowned slightly.

As the most diligent apprentice in the academy, Kant has read many similar books, but finally came to the conclusion that this so-called lost city is simply a ridiculous rumor, a legend that does not exist at all.

Shaking his head, Kant shrugged and said, "There is nothing but sand here."

"There will be."

Scholar Hank is not discouraged, with a bit of determination on his old face: "I'm 67 years old, if I don't want to prove myself, when I'm completely old, I can't come here to investigate in person. "

"This spirit is admirable." Kant bowed his head slightly.

This is the respect of the younger generation to the older generation.

But Kant does not agree with this behavior. This is a ridiculous legend, and there will be no discovery.

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